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Chapter 16

Slipping into the kitchen was one thing. Having a fucking clue what she was after was another. 

Derek’s intensity seemed to follow her throughout her tiny studio apartment, even there. It was like he knew he was working her up. 

How could he know that, she chided herself.

It was complete nonsense… It was… well, it was everything. It set her entire being on fire, alight with anticipation that maybe there could be something there to chase. She’d never felt like that before; never allowed herself to. But… fuck, she whined to herself. A heads up that she’d find him one day would have been nice and a note, maybe, that he was going to be a fucking house would have been great. At least then she’d have someone to imagine each time she felt like this. 

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